It was still dark outside when Peggy Wilson got out of bed and headed for the shower. Her virtual assistant was going to wake her in another half-hour, but she hadn’t been sleeping and couldn’t take staring at the ceiling any longer. As she bathed, she made sure to keep the mesh band in place on her left arm. Bobby had warned her not to let the new biochip communicate with anything until she was ready for it to.
After showering and dressing, she dug out the largest travel bag she owned and filled it with all the things that mattered the most. She wasn’t sure when she’d leave for the Caribbean, but she assumed it would be soon after the meeting where she’d turn over the X-5207 to Bobby.
Peggy looked around her cozy apartment. It wasn’t very big, but she’d grown to like it. Unfortunately,
